Strawberries and Mortality
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MatureOngoing1h 59m
Last published Thu, Apr 30, 2020
Catalina Fresas Gonzales truly only loves two things; strawberries and her dad.
Until her 6'2 basketball playing best friend confesses to loving Catalina since he's laid eyes on her and she says she shares those feelings. That was before he became obsessive proving that love is the most dangerous emotion causing destructive habits, bad decisions, and a lot of sex. Usually she can block out her problems by pretending they don't exist or numbing them out of her life, but blocking out him isn't possible. How does she solve her problems when they won't disappear by themselves.
A story everyone can learn from.
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